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Dec 2019
Torn, broken, upset
When I left, I didn't look back
How I regret it.
Reread this a few months later and realized that this isn't actually a haiku. It has eight syllables in the middle. Ah, well..
Written by
Grey
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     Grey and Sue Huff
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